Luyện nghe bài hát Scene: A Train Platform In Yorkshire/the House Upon The Hill

House the Hill

High on a hill a big old house
With wrong inside it.
Spirits haunt the
And no effort now to hide it.

What will put souls to rest
And stop ceaseless sighing?
Why do they call out names
And speak of one who's

MRS.
Well, right not to care
your certainly isn't going
to trouble himself you.

And the master hears the
On the stairways and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the house the hill.

MRS.
a hunchback, you see.
And a sour man he was,
and got no good of all his
and a big place till he married.

To my Lily?

MRS.
She were a sweet, pretty and he'd
walked the world over to get her
a blade of grass that she wanted.
she died, it made him than ever.

High on a hill a big old house
ith something wrong it.
Someone died, and left
Alone and abide it.

There in the is a lonely man
haunted by her beauty,
Asking what a can be
Where naught but duty.

Is it so ugly here?

MRS.
It's the moor. Miles and
of wild land nothing grows
on but heather and and broom,
and lives on but wild
and sheep.

What is that howling sound?

MRS.
the wind blowing through the bushes
they call it wuthering sound
but look there that tiny
far there
that'll be the it will.

And the master the whispers
On the dark and still,
And the spirits speak of
In the upon the hill.